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Goddamn it, Leeroy!

Unlocking a door, opening it, and going inside had been the first straightforward thing the hunter had been able to look forward to this trial, but seemingly the Immortals -or perhaps in this case the Originals?-had other ideas. He had been too intent on watching the door and what it opened to reveal to notice that Zoro had wandered off; he should have remained more alert to his surroundings. It wasn’t until after a color-shifted version of Zoro appeared in the room beyond the door that the traveler realized that the mariner had disappeared after touching one of the glowing forms in the mist.

Nor did Oram have time to respond to *that* before the self-invited avriel chose that moment to barge past him and Xander into the chamber, flinging Zoro out -whereupon the door swung to. Trying it, Oram found that it would not open, nor did the key seem to work any more. And here with them stood Zoro, now even more colorful than Wether, and constantly shifting, to boot.

Oram didn’t always use the sorts of words his father had sometimes used, but he did so now. He started pounding on the door, yelling at Kalortah through it to try opening it from the inside.

After a few trills, he stopped, willed himself to calm down. He was being foolish. This was just the sort of impulsive reaction Oram would rely on to trap an animal. Stepping back from the door, Oram looked at the tree, then at Zoro, Xander and Bao. It was just the four of them once more, beneath the enormous tree with Kal trapped within. And encompassing them was a barrier of colorful fog, populated with fae-like forms.

The first thing he needed to do was let the folks back at Scalvoris know what had just happened, via his diri. That took perhaps a trill, at the end of which he had no better idea what to do next than at the beginning. Oram glared back resentfully at the door and scowled. Banging on it again might not help, though it probably wouldn’t hurt to try, and it would mean spending a few more trills doing something other than staring at the tree like a fool. After that second round of pounding and shouting, however, he sighed and turned back to his remaining companions. ”Two things,” he said after a few moments of exasperated silence: ”First, we need to figure out how to get in there with him, or failing that, to get him back out; second, we need to decide what to do out here if we can’t.”

Zoro was all the wrong colors, and constantly changing to new wrong colors, but seemed otherwise unharmed. They needed to think about Xander, of course. The man’s clothes were still damp, and it was still dangerously cold out here. That brought Oram back to his earlier idea of gathering some wood and building a fire to keep warm. ”I’ve got an idea on the second front. I can start a fire so that we don’t freeze out here before we’re able to try anything else. As to the first…” The traveler shrugged.

As he started to look around for branches and twigs to collect -there should be plenty of such things, shouldn’t there, around a tree this size?- Oram’s eyes lighted on the winged forms flitting about in the colorful fog. ”Zoro got transported by one of those things into the tree; maybe they’d do the same for us? Would you be willing to try again?” He looked questioningly at Zoro and shrugged once more. It didn’t sound like such a great idea, now that he had said it aloud. Instead of moving to act on that suggestion, the hunter began gathering wood.
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It all happened so fast and Xander had already felt out of his depth with all the magical things he was having to deal with. Now this, people teleporting and appearing in places looking different. The surprise slowed his ability to respond to what he was seeing and in that time it allowed the Avriel to push his way into the door and with a snap it was shut. The Shieldbearer watched as Oram hammered on the door and attempted to get inside but without any success.

Xander stepped back away from the door and tried to clear his head, tried to think but these things didn't make sense. He rubbed the stubble that had grown on his jaw in the past few trials and sighed heavily. Why could things never go as planned, it seemed that whatever had created this tree didn't want to make things easy for them and to make things worse their unexpected guest had for whatever reason chosen to act on impulse and make things even worse for them.

Xander listened as Oram spoke and agreed. "A fire would probably be a good idea while we try to figure out how to solve this." Not that Xander had many ideas to offer although the one idea he did have it seemed that Oram was on the same page. "It may possibly get us inside although with the door closed if it does work who knows if we would even be able to get back out?" It seemed like the simple answer but it presented possible issues of its own.

"This might have been different had the Avriel not rushed in there, what possesed him?" Xander pondered aloud. It seemed strange that the man had rushed in through the door even though he didn't know what it would or could do to him. It was possible he might have ruined the whole mission but Xander tried to remain optimistic. He looked at the key that no longer worked, studying it for if it had any clues to how they might solve this problem.

Xander looked at Zoro in his new strange coloured form. "Can you tell us anymore about what happened to you when you touched the creatures?" He asked wondering if perhaps he had some answers.
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Being raised by Saoire, Bao had never been exposed to a lot of the things he had seen now. Never anger or hatred, never understanding selfish desires or any kind of real negative emotion beyond sadness. As he watched everything happen in front of him, Zoro getting touched by the strange plants and disappearing, the others going through the door and seeing a rather vibrant Zoro, watching Kalortah push him aside and out of the door before it closed before his eyes. Oram, the first Idalosian Bao had ever talked to and a kind man, tried the door and it failed - and erupted into words Bao definitely hadn't heard in his time with Saoire.

Truth be told, Bao didn't really know what he was feeling now. "What did he do?" the small Cadouri asked out loud, though it was apparent he was trying to understand more for himself than he was expecting a real answer. Nothing about this made him angry, and it was a bit of sadness but not in the way he was used to feeling it. It was the feeling of disappointment on a scale he had never experienced. The Red Panda stepped forward to Zoro, pushing the intense emotions inside of him aside for a brief moment, looking up at the man. "Are you alright? Does anything hurt?" the Cadouri asked quietly, expression overrun with a sad look as he made sure the man was alright and safe before turning to the others.

Oram tried banging on the door again and Bao simply watched, before the hunter turned back to the group and explained what they needed to do. Once he was done Bao nodded at all of his ideas, even the one about attempting to go through using the butterflies. "I'll help with wood, or I can go with Zoro and touch the butterflies and see if they let us back in" the small Cadouri offered, not hesitating to turn and pick up wood in the hope it would help him work out all of his thoughts. Truth be told, Bao had little idea on which pieces of wood could help make a fire easier, nor did he know what Oram would need. Should he find a twig that seemed a decent size, Bao would gather it and bring it over to the fire Oram made.

As he collected, the man paused for a moment, keeping his back to the group as he picked up one more stick. "Why did he do that?" the Cadouri asked, pausing for a moment before elaborating. "Saoire never taught us about the bad parts of Idalos, she only showed us good things like singing and dancing. I've never been angry and sadness has only been rare. So why did he rush in, and push Zoro out of the way?" he admitted, trying not to be over-emotional about the situation. Bao wasn't sure if he was overreacting or not to the entire thing, he didn't know how to react to it at all. As far as he could tell they were stuck in the cold with little to nothing they could do, not without risking the unknown, and the door that had opened for them was closed in front of their eyes.

Silently, Bao gave a small prayer to Ziell in his head, asking what he should do and if he would help them. This was Ziell's peace, and the Immortal had done so much to help the people of Scalvoris, yet Bao was lost. This was more than war and peace now. It was life and death for people, freedom, and safety for the Induks and perhaps the end of Scalvoris if they did not act quick enough. Bao couldn't live with that weight on his shoulders, not if things went wrong. Bao would not be responsible for that now. So he prayed, at first to Ziell and Saoire. Then to others.

Qylios, who had been the mother of the Warden, who might be able to help them now that Hart had wished. Bao had no idea. But it was worth a try. Then to Ashan, who Stan had told Bao all about in the glass temple many trials ago. If those four Immortals could not help the Cadouri and his team then he didn't know who could, they would be on their own. But if any of the four could do anything for them, if any Immortal could help them now, it would make their lives a lot easier. If not, then they would figure something out, Bao handing the wood he collected to Oram once he had a sufficient amount of it.

When Xander spoke of being stuck inside the tree, however, Bao looked over to him. "Even if we can't get back out, we need to try. That's the risk we took when we came here. It's the one we need to take now" Bao said, sharing his opinion of the situation to the group. "Zoro survived it, and is here now. All that changed is...well, you know what changed. Now he's just as vibrant as his personality is" Bao complimented the man, giving a small smile to Zoro as he regained some of his morale. "If he can, we can. So let's warm up and go" the Cadouri said, eagerly awaiting the fire as he felt the biting cold.

Once they were warm, unless anyone suggested otherwise, Bao would step forward and touch the fireflies.
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It was all rather strange. Strange even for Scalvoris. One minute, he was outside the tree, trying to catch one of the funny little creatures in the mist. The next minute, he was inside a large space with a door opening to reveal Xander and Kalortah standing there. The next thing he noticed was that his skin had changed colour and was now a vibrant green. Perhaps it was a trick of the light he felt no different, he was musing over this fact when suddenly, without warning, the avriel Kalortah tugged at him violently.

In fairness, Zoro was used to being man handled. Ironically, by his twin sisters Zena and Zara who aspired to be just as assertive as the famous biqaj heroine, Vega. Many had been the time when one or both of them had given him a good thumping.

“I say” ejaculated Zoro, dropping the glass jar. He heard it shatter behind him as he was flung through the door. ‘I hope the little creature is alright,’ Zoro thought. ‘Probably best not to make them angry!’ Outside with Bao, Oram, and Xander, Zoro collected his wits. Turning to Bao Bao he said, “Thank you friend, I feel fine. Just rather cold and I think we all feel that.” Speaking to Xander, he added “It was all so fast. However, the creature seemed like it wanted to be caught – it was not at all difficult.”

Feeling the need to call Oram ‘sir’, Zoro replied to him. “Yes, sir, I would most willingly repeat that experience. We have a job, a mission.” Standing straight and tall, Zoro was jutting out his chin as his skin and hair changed colour again.

As Bao moved to touch the fireflies as Zoro had done earlier, Zoro Astrian stepped with the cadouri and spoke in what he hoped was a strong and brave voice. “Together,” he said and reached in to touch the firefly.



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Things changed, quickly, and it seemed very obviously not for the better.

Zoro was outside, and the four remaining ones got themselves warm. As they did, Oram was privyThe Delroth post in Life & Death. You see it all. And Kura's answer which is a resounding no. to some information about what had happened. Whether he chose to share it or not was up to him, but it certainly gave an idea of the situation they were in.

Once they were warm, Bao and Zoro both put themselves forward to touch the fireflies again. This they did and a strange thing happened. It was like one reality pushed itself in on another. They saw the place they wanted to go, for a moment, reality interposed itself on what was really there, and there was a brief - tantalising - glimpse of a door. Of the bright golden light which was no longer there.

And then, reality as it was currently reinforced itself on them.

The only things which changed, really, were Bao and Zoro. When Zoro had touched one of those creatures previously, he'd started changing colour. Skin and hair. That wasn't what happened this time. This time, the pair of them found themselves breathing out bubbles. Beautiful rainbow bubbles which tinkled when they burst.

But they didn't teleport.
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However, one of the beautiful, twinkling, giggling little creatures fluttered out and grew larger. Not large - just .... larger. When she was about a foot tall, maybe a little shorter, they all saw her clearly. A middle aged woman with rollers in her hair, a pair of sturdy leather ankle boots and a frown on her face. Her wings appeared to be made of metal. "''sup," she said and then she put one finger on the side of her nose, pressing her nostril, sniffed in hard and then spat. A large globule of bright purple phlegm landed and then burst into small tiny blossoms. "I'm Mildred. An' you lot are crap. Who was that winged idiot? Didn't anyone ever tell you not to work with avriel? Superiority complexes in total inverse consumation with their intellect." Mildred looked at them and shook her head. The strange rollers in her hair bobbed about as she did. "So now, Delroth owns the Emerald Door, and the Emerald Tree on the Emerald Isle and we call that a feline bum being stuffed, mounted, and displayed." Waiting expectantly for the uproarious laughter which didn't come, Mildred sighed. "A cat-arse-trophy. Get it? Is this really the best Scalvoris has? No wonder we're stuffed."

Looking around she frowned at them.

"But Delroth is an idiom. Vanity does that. We can get you there. We serve Sweetwine, always have." Mildred looked at them and smiled. It was not a comforting expression. "But the way we know is for us to turn you into us. So, decide. Become us, if you want, but in order to do that, you'll need to eat with us. And be careful." She waggled her eyebrows and her rollers bobbed about. "We live here, an' we have a life of magic and wonder. You might not want to leave."

Fluttering about, she kicked one of the bubbles Bao breathed out. It rang like a bell. "Or, I can open up the mist, and you can go home with all your friends. " She laughed. "If you want to come with me, you'll need to eat one of these." The bubble had burst and in its place were - of course - four small cakes.

Fairy cakes, to be exact.

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  • This thread is for those who have gone to Sweetwine Woods in direct response to this thread
  • The Elements have flown up and are circling. But they're no use to you, cos of the mist.
  • Ok, lovelies! Please remember that this is as cold as Ishallr normally is.
  • Due to the time-sensitive nature of this, I can not hold out for people to post. If you miss a round, there will (I'm afraid) be consequences.
  • This style of event moderation - with objectives etc - was taught to me by a dear friend and one of the most talented Storytellers I've ever known. With thanks to Crimson / Straylor.
 ! Message from: Reminder
There are no required skill levels for this.
It is - undoubtedly - dangerous. It's a war.
What will get you hurt is NOT if you are low skilled. What will get you hurt is doing something foolish. There's plenty for everyone to do.
Equally, being highly skilled is not a guarantee of anything. This will need teamwork and smarts.

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 ! Message from: Current State
Group
  • Arrived at destination
  • Crossed the ice
  • Discovered the door
  • Opened the door
  • Discovered that measurements and dimensions are squiffy. (I'm happy to assume you're informing Command of this, Oram, please just let Kura or Doran know OOC)
  • Discovered that the firefly like things teleport you.
  • Discovered that behind the door is a concert hall.
  • Lost contact with Kal
  • Met Mildred
  • Got offered to be turned into a fairy by Mildred.
Individuals
  • Kal You are out of this thread and have your own. here
  • Xander You are managing against the cold, but you're feeling it. You are not yet tired. You are not hungry.
  • Zoro You are managing against the cold, but you're feeling it. You are not yet tired. You are not hungry. You are a new type of Rainbow Biqaj. Only your eyes - the one part of you which DID change colour - now don't. You blow bubbles whenever you breathe out.
  • Oram You are managing against the cold, your FireForged nature mitigates it. You are not yet tired. You are getting hungry.
  • Bao You are managing against the cold, but you're feeling it. You are not yet tired. You are not hungry. You blow bubbles whenever you breathe out.

Objectives

 ! Message from: Must-Do Objectives
There are none this round.

DiriCom

You get the following information:
  1. You have a rough idea what is happening in the other groups.
  2. You hear exactly what's going on in Command.
  3. From Doran: “This is a mission that can only succeed if we all work together. Don’t just forge ahead blindly – ask questions, and listen, and stay together. I told you that magic is malfunctioning before. I have a message for the mages among you now. There is an imbalance of ether. Mages are feeling drained of ether and overstep more quickly” also: “The ScalvFlame is a flame of four. That could mean that there need to be four in each group in order to release the Induks. Keep in mind what I previously said. Stay together, if you can”,
  4. From Doran: “There are rumours of Slag’s Deep having white sand. Do you know anything about that? I found out about Drainglass, a glass that drains ether – all kinds of ether, including divine ether. It seems to be manufactured in large quantities"
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So, a …kitty butt prize? I don’t get it.

At Oram’s suggestion, they gathered wood for a fire. While they did not have the traveler’s experience building fires in the wild, it did not matter. He just asked them to gather sticks of a variety of sizes; he would sort out the rest.

When Bao asked what might have possessed Kal to act the way he did, Oram could only shrug. ”It’s not the first time I’ve seen him act on an unhelpful impulse,” he said to the cadouri. ”That’s why I wasn’t happy when he appeared. I wouldn’t have credited any malice or treachery to him, though -maybe I still wouldn’t- but he’s not the sort I’d want at my back in a crisis. I’m wishing now I’d gone with my first instinct and told him to go awa-…” he broke off, and looked off into space. ”That son of a bitch!” he swore quietly. Coming to himself after a trill, he looked sheepishly at the others.

”Delroth,” he said, his voice laden with disgust. ”Another Immortal has apparently weighed in, making an appearance to Kura and the others at the temple. And not for the better”.

As Amoach showed Oram what had just happened in the Glass Temple, he made a sound born of the cursed union of an exasperated sigh and a disgusted groan. After taking a few trills to regain his composure, he told the others what he had just seen: Delroth’s ultimatum, Kura’s answer, and what those meant, as far as he could tell, for their predicament. Which made finding another method of getting in that much more urgent.

Zoro and Bao had decided to take Oram up on his suggestion of poking at the fairies in the mist to see if these would respond, although Oram chuckled at Zoro’s calling him “sir”, briefly lifting his mood. ”I’m not your senior, Zoro,” he said, amused, ”in either rank or age, at least not by much. ‘Oram’’s fine.” Poking at the fireflies didn’t transport them anywhere, but something *did* happen. First, Bao and Zoro suddenly started exhaling bubbles. As with Zoro’s color shifting, the pair didn’t seem harmed by this. But it wouldn’t get them through the door.

Then, one of the glowing forms emerged from the mist and grew into…Mildred. So Oram had been right about the firefly thingies’ being fairies. Mildred began by scolding them for working with Kalortah, a point to which Oram could only lower his head and nod. He should have listened to that “little voice” and told Kal to go away. But he hadn’t, and now they were all locked out of the tree, talking to a fairy with multi-colored hair rollers.

Mildred continued, telling the party about Delroth, confirming and adding to what Oram had told them. How did she know that, he wondered? Well, she was a fairy, so she probably had ways. And speaking of being a fairy. Mildred told the party that she could get them into the tree, but that they would need to share fairy food and transform. She produced four small cakes. Oram looked at them, tempted; he found to his disbelief that was already getting hungry again.

Oram tore his eyes away from the cakes and looked at his companions. Turning into a firefly didn’t appeal to him, especially not when he might soon face perils before which he would want to stand more than six inches tall. He wasn’t sure doing so would appeal to any of the others, either. And whatever they did, they would need to do it together. And he could practically feel that Doctor Doran guy second-guessing them and insisting that more study was needed or some such.

Wearily, Oram blew out his cheeks. ”How much time do we have to make our decision?” he asked, as much to his companions and the folks back in the Glass Temple as to Mildred. The hunter looked appraisingly at Xander, trying to figure out how much longer he could hold out in this frigid cold. ”If we defer and deliberate for a break or two, would we end up with more to show for it than frostbite?”

He looked away from Xander to the others. ”Whatever we do, we need to do it together. And soon.”

Having left that issue in the others’ laps, Oram ran in his mind over any resources he might have, however desperate, that might help without having them turn into fairies. He had the Vhalar token in his pocket, but could Vhalar actually help them? He didn’t want to waste a boon just to have an Immortal shrug and apologize. Cassion? No, he’d most likely tell Oram to eat the cake and embrace the fairy adventure. Karem? One would think a hunter like himself would be in the Huntress’ good graces, but that had never been the case. And she reportedly didn’t appreciate being prayed to or begged for stuff.

What about Saoire? Kura had mentioned appealing to Saoire, and Delroth had mocked the idea, threatening that he would get her to stand aside. But would she actually do so? Oram knew that she was a gentle soul, and not one to confront another. But would she really just back down and let Delroth bully her into letting Scalvoris be destroyed?

At his wit’s end, he directed a plea, to the party, to Mildred, and through Amoach to the group at the Glass Temple (folks at the Glass Temple should know about Immortals, right?): ”I don’t suppose there’s an Immortal of Doors or Gates, is there? If so, is it one of the ones on our side? Maybe we could appeal to them for help?”

After all, an Immortal whose domain was doors could probably wrest control of one from Delroth, right?

Sighing, he waited, hoping against hope that there might be a useful answer forthcoming. In the meantime, the fairy cake sat there tantalizingly, a tasty, tempting last resort.
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Oram's explanation to Bao, as to why Kal did what he did, made the Cadouri nod quietly to himself. It wasn't something he understood, not really, but perhaps that was a good thing right now. Not understanding a mentality like that meant that, perhaps, Bao was above it. At the very least, it wasn't something he was likely to do. Leaving the group behind the way he did was cruel and selfish, and with Xander in such a bad condition no less. "I think I understand" Bao nodded, glancing to the makeshift fire they set up.

As Oram talked to them, then, about Delroth then Bao shook his head a little. "I hope Kura and Doran are alright" he said quietly, pausing for a brief moment. It was a lot to take in with everything going on in Scalvoris. So many dangers and risks for the Island, yet things still kept going wrong. People made decisions that made no sense and each one risked Scalvoris further and further, and Bao didn't know what to think. So instead he focused, trying to shift his thoughts to the situation at hand.

On top of it all, Bao's interaction with the firefly had quickly proven to change him. Not in the same way it had changed Zoro at first, rather that him and the vibrant adventurer both started to breathe out bubbles with each word. It felt strange, though he could breathe just fine, so the effect remained mostly cosmetic.

Which became a lot easier when a fairy showed up.

Bao listened to every word Mildred said, not wanting to interrupt for a moment. Then came a brief silence, the Cadouri looking at Oram as he spoke and asked what time they had. Bao considered for a moment, before glancing to Mildred. "We know nothing about the fairies, we know nothing about the cakes" Bao started, the rainbow bubbles still slowly appearing out of his mouth as he paused. "But we know they live here, we know they are a part of Scalvoris. They are at risk of losing their home just as we are, and as far as we know we have no other options. I doubt the books and studies have notes on what to do in this situation because none of us saw it coming. So what other choice do we have?"

With that thought out of the way, and his head cleared, Bao listened to whatever the others had to say. If they agreed to eat it, Bao would too. If they didn't, perhaps he would wait a while, but their time was wearing thin. Xander was cold and wasn't going to get much warmer, even with the fire. They had limited time and the lives of Scalvoris rested on their shoulders. If they didn't act, people might die. These fairies might die. That was enough reason to trust them, even if it was a risk.
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It seemed this whole situation was destined to get more and more absurd as they went, the growing number of unbelievable events was beginning to make Xander doubt whether he would ever understand exactly what had what was and waht likely would transpire from this point onward. Whether he understood it or not though he had a job to do and he wasn't going to let the cold or a selfish avriel stop him from doing so.

He may not have been on many wild adventures and he may not have done much of anything besides raise three children for a while but in that time he had not let himself forget his sense of duty and desire to protect those around him.

Xander took a seat for a moment, sitting on his pack so as not to sit on the cold ground watching as some people began to gather wood and also watching as they were all drawn to the fairy that appeared before them all. Mildred she said her name was and Xander eyed the creature curiously, wondering what and how it was that something could live in such a tiny form although the fairy wasn't as small now as it had been at first.

Xander considered her offer and listened to what Oram and Bao had to say. He scratched the stubble on his chin again. Both made good points and both were right whatever happened they would need to stick together. The shieldbearer looked at the cupcakes then at the fairy and thought about what she said. He knew he would not have trouble returning after they were finished, there was nothing he could possibly experience that would be stronger than his desire to return to his family. No matter what magic or wonders it was they were what kept him going in life.

"I believe we should probably try it, if we just wait here we may never get in and we may even just freeze to death." Xander sighed wondering whether after all the things he had heard and learned today if this was just something people in Scalvoris and other places outside of Rynmere dealt with on a daily basis.

Looking to Oram and Bao he nodded somewhat decided on what he thought they should do. "I don't think we have much choice but to trust Mildred here. Unless anyone else has a different idea I am willing to join in with eating these cakes or in remaining here but I struggle to see many other options than that."
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Re: [The Forging] Songs

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Zoro warmed to Oram even further. There was this obviously great adventurer saying “Oram is fine” to him! “Thank you, Oram. Sir. Oram.” Zoro Astrian stammered.

Something had to be done and quickly, so Zoro resolved to touch the mist-creature once again, this time with Bao Bao. Upon doing so, nothing seemed to happen. . . Then the bubbles came from both himself and the cadouri he was standing with. Perhaps because he was light-headed from the cold it struck Zoro as rather funny and he remembered and sang a childhood song he and his siblings used to enjoy together.

“I’m forever blowing bubbles.
Pretty bubbles in the air.
They fly so high.
Nearly touch the sky.
Swirling colours like a biqaj eye.”

Life then took yet another surreal turn and Mildred arrived. Mildred was exactly like Zoro’s Great-Aunt Zelda. Zelda was a tall biqaj woman always standing ramrod straight with never a hair out of place. She maintained perfect enunciation in all circumstances, but she had a twinkle in her eye and around her there was always a feeling of magic in the air.

Mildred had Zoro at “Hello” – or she would have if she’d ever said hello – and he had to fight down the impulse to say ‘gimme the cake’ before deliberating with his companions. Resisting the urge to speak caused a stream of bubbles to escape his nose. Then, he quoted one of his Great – Uncle Zaphod’s sayings, “There is a tide in the affairs of people, which taken at the flood leads to fortune. If omitted, all the voyage of their life is bound in shallows and in misery. On such a full sea we are now afloat.” Aware that some of Uncle Zaphod’s saying were a bit wordy, Zoro summarised. “I think we should eat the cake.”

Since everyone else agreed, and after all had spoken, Zoro stepped forward and took one of the cakes. He passed them around to his companions and when everyone had one he breathed out a bubble of anticipation and ate the cake.



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Re: [The Forging] Songs

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They ate the cake. Nothing had come through from Command to say that they shouldn't.

And they all four had the very strange experience of turning into a Fairy. No sooner had that happened (not even time to realise that Zoro still changed colour and Zoro and Bao both still breathed bubbles) - no sooner had they taken the very first bite of their Fairy Cake?

Oram realised that he couldn't hear his diri any more.

And then, the wind started to howl. To roar. And they were all small winged creatures. Birds suddenly dive-bombed them from above, a flock of apparently suicidal seagulls aiming right for them. And the wind blew.

And it blew harder - and harder.

Now, this was an issue. It was an issue because the mist was more or less solid, they were standing (fluttering) on holy ground which belonged to Delroth and he - as the Immortal of Wind - was Not Very Happy.

And so, the wind swirled and swirled and they heard Mildred scream and the swearing from her as she fought a seagull.

Within seconds, they were trapped in a cyclone. Tiny and with wings.

Info & Rules

  • You are suddenly in a
    SITUATION CRITICAL
    moment. Please see the objectives below.
 ! Message from: Reminder
There are no required skill levels for this.
It is - undoubtedly - dangerous. It's a war.
What will get you hurt is NOT if you are low skilled. What will get you hurt is doing something foolish. There's plenty for everyone to do.
Equally, being highly skilled is not a guarantee of anything. This will need teamwork and smarts.

Current State

 ! Message from: Current State
Group
  • Arrived at destination
  • Crossed the ice
  • Discovered the door
  • Opened the door
  • Discovered that measurements and dimensions are squiffy. (I'm happy to assume you're informing Command of this, Oram, please just let Kura or Doran know OOC)
  • Discovered that the firefly like things teleport you.
  • Discovered that behind the door is a concert hall.
  • Lost contact with Kal
  • Met Mildred
  • Got offered to be turned into a fairy by Mildred.
Individuals
You are all Fairies.

Objectives

 ! Message from: Must-Do Objectives

1. Describe your new appearance! Bonus points for images which match, but it's the description I'm interested in!
2. React to the sudden shift in weather. What will you do?
 ! Message from: Can-Do Objective
Idalos-specific unique swears?

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